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For over five years, I had thought Step One was easy: “We admitted we were powerless over alcohol—that our lives had become unmanageable.” I certainly felt powerless, and I wasn’t managing my life very well. Then one day, in yet another attempt to help my alcoholic daughter, I had an epiphany.

I’ve never been an “accepter.” If something needed action (in my mind), I took action to fix it or to advise someone else how to fix it. If someone was hurting, I told them what to do to feel better. If someone was misbehaving, I let them know that what they were doing was wrong…

Our children grew up in Lacey Township, New Jersey. During their pre-teen and teen years, I spoke openly about boys, drinking and drugs, as well as many other life’s do’s and don’ts.

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